After spending the earlier part of the week in Seoul, we flew into Manila together late Tuesday night (see 6.043 Bibimbap). As on the prior family trip to the Philippines (see most recently 5.357 Chicago Cowboy Steak), which had gone so well that the wife was willing to come back so soon, the itinerary primarily involves water play for the kids and fine dining for the grown-ups. Flying back late tomorrow night.
The best dish of the spread was the Tortilla Española. Essentially the same kind of omelet as those that CAL used to make for us (see for example ), which was much richer and heartier in taste, though the tortilla here was lighter in texture. In any case, it was an ideal dish for the kids, mushy potato and scrambled egg, some onion, a dash of ketchup on the side. what’s not to like.
Though more miss than hit, we enjoyed the meal overall.
As suggested in the post on my first visit to this restaurant (see previously 6.036 Calamares a la Plancha…), I’ve been considering eating my way through the menu.
Tonight’s experience makes me want to think about it some more.
While the flavors and quality are decent enough, I’m a bit skeptical about the kitchen’s technique, as dubiously suggested in the deep-fried and grilled dishes, as well as the half-assed pintxos.